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Chapter 9 by Ankoino Ankoino

Do You Object.

In a Fashion

The priest falls silent once again as you stand up and approach the alter.

"Who do you think you are?" Michelle demands her thick lips contorted in rage. Now that you're up close you take a second to examine her more closely. She has smooth caramel skin, striking green eyes, long black curly hair, and sharp bone structure. Her modest white dress can't hide that she has a set of perky c cup breasts and an athletic body. "Well?" She repeats snapping your focus back to the matter at hand.

"Oh right." You turn to address the church. "I own Michelle's sexual rights as of this morning." You step up to the pretty girl who recoils away from you.

"Get the fu-" She cuts off as you grab her by the throat. You lean forward and kiss her soft supple lips. She slaps at you, her body convulsing against you as you **** her to make out while lightly strangling her. When you finally let her go she gasps in air, her perfect makeup smeared as tears stream down her face. Glancing around you notice an interesting disparity in reactions. A few of the younger women look horrified, one of them is on the phone loudly arguing with the police. Everyone else looks mildly annoyed at worst, excited at best.

"Please..." Michelle sobs.

What Do You Do With Her?

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